Out on the patio. It looks like it might have been late at night, but it was probably around 6 or 6:30 p.m. We had gone out to our old side of town to look at the lights and luminarias. Not so many this year, seems like. Things felt very subdued. We came home and had grilled cheese (d) and tuna melt (me) sandwiches for dinner.
Dave had spent the day making bread, this stollen and the round loaves in the photo before. (Our dinner was on slices from a spelt loaf he made, I think, the day before.)
We ate about half of one of those stollens. It's good but loaded with dried fruit, so very sugary. I need to cut that stuff out.
This is our tree this year. We used Dave's mother's star topper and I sewed a few more ornaments, but it was otherwise the same as last year.
Christmas morning we got up and opened presents. I got a lot of good stuff as did Dave. There was only one casualty, a handmade sourdough crock that fell on the tile floor and was chipped. Thankfully they were still in stock, so another one is already on the way here.
For lunch, Dave made a very good fritatta with a vegan egg substitute. He had toast with his, but I did not as I had more stollen for breakfast and some chocolate from my stocking besides. (So much sugar!)
We may have posole for dinner--if I get off my duff and get it started--or maybe more cheese sandwiches.
Then we'll probably get out and about for a drive to look at the lights in our new neighborhood.
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